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Quarantine Diaries

by Rosie Mendoza
January 20, 2021

Dear Diary,

I remember thinking to myself, if only the world could just stop for a few days, then maybe I’d be able to get myself together. Well, I got what I wished for. It is now January of 2021. This whole mess started in March 2020. It’s no longer been a few days, now it’s been hundreds of them with little progress to make things better. But I think things will look up soon. There’s a new president, vice president, and maybe even a glimmer of hope among Americans today especially.

I often think about what I would do if I had the option to go back in time and magically prevent the world from becoming an apocalyptic catastrophe because of COVID-19. I think about what might have happened if nearly half a million Americans hadn’t died– if my family hadn’t experienced several losses since March. From that perspective, I wouldn’t hesitate to bring back those who died from such tragedy that could have been prevented under different circumstances. But then I look at the other side of things. George Floyd. Breonna Taylor. 

Speaking out against police brutality. Last year sparked a rebirth in the Black Lives Matter movement, and who’s to say this push for racial justice would have happened if the situation were different? We don’t know. But I’m grateful that it did happen. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I wouldn’t go back and change what happened because of COVID, although I wish I could bring back the lives we lost. Last year we came together and are still going on strong, stood against things we thought were wrong, we voted out an administration that was corrupt and evil, and we replaced it with one that’s more committed to making everyone’s life better. And the best part is that there are going to be dogs in the White House again.

Look, we watched the world turn to shambles in what seemed like a split second. A year ago today I wouldn’t have guessed that I’d be locked in my house terrified of other people giving me an infectious disease, or better yet, me unknowingly infecting someone else. But even though we are living in what seems like a dystopian society that came straight out of a movie, things are looking up. I’m not telling you to be optimistic and overly-cheerful, but there’s hope for the future. And I can’t wait.

Love always,

Rosie <3